Okayy so now that i'm done with that, this is more of the action chapter more than anything. Originally i wanted this chapter just to be about Kyle and the whole war that's going on, but i decided to add some parts with Nathan and Peyton talking, along with another one you're just going to have to read ahead to find out lol. I'm not too familiar with weapon talk but i do watch alot of mob movies and General Hospital so i have a small idea of what to expect with this kind of stuff. I'm not going to make it too graphic, just because ti might make me faint lol. But yeaa, someone's going to get hurt, or killed, on one side, FYI.
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At this point Kyle didn't think he'd ever soaked in as much information as he did. In the past three hours he had learned proper gun movement, technique, how to shoot, shoot from hidden places, and quick wit, which he thoght he already had. He wasn't sure if he would remember all of it whenever he needed to, but he was pretty sure he had it all down. He worked good under pressure. Now all he had to do was wait, which was something he was not good at. He was sitting in the backseat of Uncle Leo's Navigator, waiting anxiously in the hotel parking lot.
"Okay, umm not to sound dumb or anything but why are we still here? I mean, shouldn't we already be at the Rivercourt?" Kyle asked.
"Well yeaa, if it was just us. Half of our guards are meeting us here, and then the other half are already stationed at the Rivercourt, hidden," Manny said, pulling on black gloves.
"Will I be needing that?" KYle asked hopefully.
"Yup, Here's your pair," Leo said, throwing back a pair of thick black gloves.
Pulling on the gloves, Kyle couldn't help but stifle a laugh. It was kind of funny what he was about to do. He was a freaking teenager, not even graduating, and he already planned a mob war, breaking out in his home town. Definitely not something you do everyday. Apart of him wanted to pinch himself, to see if he was dreaming. He really wished he was dreaming.
"Nervous?" Manny asked.
"A little," Kyle said.
"Well, hopefully this will be the last time you'll be doing this," Manny laughed.
"Yeaa, I'm counting on it."
"Just remember what i said. Stay down at all times. Have your gun ready, and be aware of everything around you. You never know when someone's gonna sneak up," Manny warned.
"I remember all of it. Now all I have to do is remember it while I'm out there."
"You'll get it."
"Hopefully. Gosh, this is just so weird. I really can't believe I'm doing this right now," KYle said, shaking his head.
"Yeaa well I can't believe I'm letting you do this," Leo said from the front seat.
"One time only thing Uncle Leo. Then, I'm done."
"Good. You've caused too much trouble for me anyway," Leo laughed.
Kyle laughed before leaning his head back. It was hard to imagine today even happened. He had a meeting with Duke, who was impressed with him, which was about the only good thing that happened, and even that didn't seem to matter as much. Then Brooke being in the hospital just really tore him down. Now he has to part take in a mob war that he only had three hours to prepare for. Kyle just wanted tonight to be over and done with so he could go on with his life. He really wanted to call Nathan and see how Brooke was doing, but doing that would only make it that much harder to go through with this. If all went well, Kyle would come and visit her everyday until she woke up, and then the battle for her would begin, or wouldn't. He would still have to tell her what he had been hiding for months, and he knew she wasn't going to take it well.
"Alright, they're here," Leo said. Two black SUVs pulled into the hotel parking lot, all windows tinted black. You could tell alot of guys were in each car, just by the size of it. Kyle felt kind of bad for them. They were risking their lives tonight, and might be getting hurt or worse. It was possible that they might get shot, the perpetrator thinking it was KYle, but he hoped not.
"So, are we going yet?"
"Chill out cousin. We still have like 15 minutes left."
"I know, it's just that I like really want to go ahead and do this already," Kyle said.
"Just wait five more minutes and then we'll be leaving. So we should probably get our guns and stuff from the back," Manny said, hopping out of the car and running around to the trunk. KYle followed, the trunk opened to reveal tons of weapons and other proper necessities. Kyle and Manny both had a 9mm Cougar silver gun along with bullet belts attached to their waists. Both slipped on a bullet proof vest, 2 inches thick for good measure.
"It's gonna be hard to shoot us right?" Kyle asked.
"In the torso area, you better believe it. These are the best vests on the market right now," Manny explained.
"Guys wrap it up we're leaving," Leo called from the front of the car.
"Coming !" Manny called. KYle followed Manny back into the car.
"Wait ! Shouldn't I call my dad right now? I mean, don't you think he'd want to know that his son is taking part in a mob war with the biggest asshole in the world?" Kyle asked sarcastically.
"You know, I don't think it would be too wise if you were to tell him, if you want to still do this. And it's not like we're going to let you go out there yourself," Leo said.
Kyle nodded, "Yeaa that makes sense. I just don't want him running after my ass when we're all done."
"Something tells me he'll be more glad to see you alive." Manny said as they drove out of the parking lot.
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Peyton and Nathan had remained in the same spot for the last three hours, not moving. The others had come back and went in to see Brooke, but Peyton and Nate remained in the waiting room, going over what had happened earlier, their goodbye to Kyle. It was hard not imagining Kyle around anymore. Nathan wouldn't have someone to shoot hoops with and just talk about everything to. The same went for Peyton. She oculdn't picture not having Kyle around to tell her she wasn't as screwed up as she thought, and it basically backed up her theory that people always leave. They didn't like thinking about it, they shouldn't, but they couldn't help but wonder, what if.
"I still can't believe he's doing this," Peyton said, staring at the corner of the room.
"Me neither. But there's Kyle for you, always trying to do what's right for everybody else, even if it kills him. He's the martyr, not me," Nathan said quietly.
"Do you think...?" Peyton asked, not wanting to say it.
Nathan shook his head vigorously, "No he can't. Kyle's not giving up, we know him. And there is no way in hell he would leave Brooke at a time like this."
"I know, but i'm so scared for him. And guilty too. I mean, he's doing this so we can all be safe."
"Yeaa, I'm not even sure if I would do that. BUt he's going to be okay Peyton. We just have to believe in him."
"I do believe in him. It's just those other guys that worries me. Come on Nathan, they're going to do whatever it takes."
"Maybe, but that doesn't mean that KYle isn't going to do the same. The guy's nice and all, but he can play dirty when he wants to," Nathan laughed.
"I can't believe you're laughing about this Nathan !" Peyton said, slapping his arm.
"Okay okay i'm sorry. But I don't want to feel sad about this when i know KYle's going to be alright. There's no point. Kyle has all my confidence, and i believe that he's going to fight like hell. So please stop worrying."
"Let's not talk about this. What are we going to do when the others ask where he went?" Peyton asked.
"Well we're definitely not going to tell them the truth. Haley's my wife, but i can't tell her about this. I think the best thing would be to keep quiet about the whole thing," Nathan said.
"What if they get suspicious?" Peyton asked worried.
"They might be worried, but come on Peyt, are they really going to think Kyle's taking part in a mob war?" Nathan asked.
"No, not really. Maybe I'm just overreacting."
"Ya think?" Natan said, rolling his eyes.
"Shut up."
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So far the group had been driving for about five minutes, but to Kyle it felt like eternity. Never in his life had he been as nervous as he was now. From what he could remmeber, he'd played in hundreds of games, some more important than others. All those times he'd been nervous of course, but not so he was sweating already, and his kness were shaken down to his toes. Kyle was never a nervous person, and when he was, he would never let you see it. BUt right now he didn't really care who could tell or not. Right now one thing that Kyle could focuse on was the strategy. He might have no experience in what he was about to do, but he knew all the right spots where he was be easily hidden, but yet have the open shot. Obviously anywhere near the court will not help you at all, seeing as there's nothing to hide behind. You could try to and hide under the bench and the bleachers, but that won't really help you right because you can't leave without getting out in the open. The places that Kyle thought would be a safe bet was either behind the car or near a bush somewhere. There weren't that many places, but that was all ther was. Lorenzo might not have been from around there, but he definitely was smart.
The car came to a stop at the corner. Looks like they were waiting for something. Already parked at the Rivercourt was two black cars, men in black already out and patrolling. Kyle almost felt bad for them because there were already about 15 guards already hidden around them.
"Why'd we stop?" Kyle whispered.
"Waiting for the go ahead from one of the guards already posted. He sends the first shot, it officially begins. To make sure you don't get hurt, as soon as it starts we're rolling in there," Manny explained.
"Listen i was thinking, and i think we should all stay behind the car. I know this place, there's not that many places to hide, unless you wanna climb up a tree," Kyle warned.
"He's right. We should just stay behind the car or around a bush. There's not way we could go anywhere else and not get hurt," Leo agreed.
"So, when's the guard gonna shoot?"
"As soon as he gets the chance. Right now nobody's making a move, just one little noise then they're gonna know someone's already there. Then they're just gonna be shooting at random things. We just wait until one of them feels comfortable enough, and has a clear shot."
"Wow, I didn't know this took alot of thinking."
"It takes more than you think," Manny smirked.
"How long will this take again?"
"Not long, maybe about an hour. If there's no fooling around, we could have someone down in about half an hour," Leo said from the front.
"YEaa, that way you can be on your way back to the hospital and see Brooke," Manny winked.
"I really shouldn't be thinking about Brooke right now. I might be worthless."
"Ehhh I don't think you'd be that worthless. You're doing this for her aren't you?"
Kyle nodded, "For Brooke, and everybody else I care about."
"Then that's all you need to get back to them," Manny said, clapping Kyle's back.
All of a sudden a static sound was heard from the passenger seat. It was the walkie talkie that Leo had been carrying around with him. Kyle guessed the guard that was going to shoot first had the other one. He was probably letting them know that it was about to start in a little bit. Leo started talking quietly through the walkie talkie, making sure that he would be hard to overhear. After a breif moment he threw the walkie talkie back in the passenger seat before putting the car in drive.
"Are we going now?" Kyle asked.
"No, but we will be in about two minutes. I'm just pulling up a little bit farther so we'll get there faster," Leo said.
"Why two minutes? Why not now?" Kyle asked anxiously.
"Because our guard just said all of them are pacing around in random areas, then returning to the court. He's going to wait until about five of them reach the basketball court before shooting, that way he can get more than one in an open space," Leo explained.
"Smart guards," Kyle mumbled.
So once again waiting, KYle was left with nothing but his 9mm and his thoughts. By this time he wasn't as nervous as before. His adrenaline was pumping, heart racing, he felt like he could do this for the first time that night. Manny was right, if he in in himself that he was doing this for everybody he cared about, then he couldn't lose. All he had to do was keep calm and know why he was here to be alright in the end.
He was brought out of his thoughts by a sudden shot. It was so loud and just powerful that KYle could've sworn he felt it through his chest. Pretty soon he forgot eveyrthing that he was just thinking about and all he had in his mind was everything Manny had told him. Right after the gunshot there came a series of them, coming from all different angles. Leo put the car in drive and went 0 to 60, hauling the car all the way to the court and stopping in the grass between the road and the concrete court with the other car followed closely behind them.
"Alright KYle let's put it this way. Go balls to the walls, but be careful about it," Manny said lightly as he opened the car door. There were bullets flying everywhere, gunpowder evaporating, and hushed yells heard throughout the place. But the only thing Kyle could concentrate on was the big ass tree about 10 feet away from where the car was parked. If he was fast enough, he would make it to the end without anyone knowing it and get there safely, and also be able to see everything right in front of him, so that there were no surprised in store.
"Don't worry about me, just make sure you got the occupied," Kyle said. Manny didn't even have a chance to say anything before Kyle sprinted all the way to the bush in about four seconds. Suicides really did pay off in some way. The car behind them had scattered across the court, but four remained behind their car. Manny was behind another tree, turning around and shooting every so often while Leo stayed at the car, using the door as a shield. Kyle didn't know what was going on, but he saw bullets coming from bushes and all the way up in trees, such random places. But before he knew it, he felt a sudden push from the tree, and realized that someone had tried shooting him. At first he was shocked as hell, but he quickly got over the fright and was pissed if anything.
Kyle quickly stuck his body out and aimed for whoever was closest. The power it had almost made him drop the gun. The vibrations were crazy, completely taking over his arm. This was gonna be harder than he thought. He was pretty sure he didn't hit the guy, but he hoped it had been close to scare him. It was dark as hell outside, and he was hoping nobody could recognize him because if they did, everyone would be gunning for him. He couldn't exactly tell how long they had been out, but it seemed like it was just beginning when he heard someone yell from his left. It seemed like Leo had taken a hit to the leg or something, which made one man down.
Then out of nowhere he saw one man come in with a humungous gun. It tooked somewhat like a paintball gun, except actually real, pointing it towards the car. The guy was either aiming for the car, or for Manny, but he was pretty sure it was the second one. Kyle looked around, trying to figure out what to do. He sure as hell couldn't shoot him, because that just wasn't a smart thing to do. Then he saw where the guy was standing, under the court light, which hadn't been changed in years, which meant it was faulty and liable to fall down. Kyle carefully aimed for the light and pulled the trigger. He didn't even have time to think before the light smashed and fell, heading towards the guy's head. Dude didn't even have time to think before he crashed in a heap on the hard concrete. He was definitely going to have a headache in the morning.
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Once agian the others were out in the waiting room this time while Nathan and Peyton were in Brooke's room. Peyton was talking to her right now while Nathan just stood backed up against the wall. It would be a shame if Brooke woke up and there was no Kyle.
"Hey Nate what time is it?" Peyton asked.
He checked his watch, "11:15."
Peyton sighed. So far it had been almost four hours since she had last seen Kyle, and by then she was getting worried. She knew that he might've wanted to take some time and regroup from what he'd just been through, but she just wanted to see him walk out of the elevator and straight to Brooke's room. It had been long enough and she was missing him already. Lord only knows the questions that would be on Brooke's mind. She knew that the others were questioning their appearances, but Peyton didn't have an answer for them. She didn't think they would really expect her to be happy, Peyton was always a depressed and disturbed person. Nathan was a different story.
Right now Nathan was trying to stay calm and collected, but he was out of his mind with worry. It had been hours since they had last heard from Kyle, and so far not even a phonecall had reached them. If something bad had happened, he figured his uncle of cousin would've called everyone with some news, but he could never be sure. Nathan felt bad for not telling his wife, but he just didn't see how he could do it without her freaking out and stressing. It would be bad for the baby, and who knows what Haley's hormones were up to today. That would be the second thing he'd ever lied to his wife about, and it was killing him. But a promise was a promise, and Kyle was doing this so everybody around him would be safe, including Haley, so he didn't think it was that bad.
Brooke was still in the same condition, though the doctors said that her recovery was very promising. Nathan wanted to believe that, and it might be true, but he knew all Brooke needed was for Kyle to be there with her. Instead he had only been in once, but he couldn't blame him. It's hard seeing someone you love hurt physically. He just hoped Kyle could make it back.
"I want her to wake up so bad," Peyton said.
"We all do. It's just going to take time," Nathan said.
"But what if she doesn't Nathan? I mean, yeaa she's getting stronger by the hour, but what if she can't get out of it?"
"Peyton i'm going to tell you the same thing i told you about Kyle. Just like we need to believe in Kyle, we need to believe in Brooke as well. You can't expect her to get better if you think she's gonna die any minute," Nathan was tiredly. Peyton had been a wreck all day and it was just starting to catch up to him.
"Yeaa you're right sorry. It's just that my head's everywhere right now," Peyton laughed.
"I know what you mean. I think we're all on edge, especially me and you."
"Carrying this huge thing is hard to do. I have no idea how Kyle's been living with it by himself."
"Kyle's not like everybody else," Nathan smiled.
"That's for sure. We just need Brooke to realize that so she'll break up with Lucas already."
"I don't know. Do you really think she's gonna break up with him?" Nathan asked. He was kinda hot and cold with the whole situation. Nathan knew that Kyle loved Brooke, always had and always will. The only problem was that Brooke didn't know about Kyle's secret, and she would be mad as fire when she found out. Lucas on the other hand, was infatuated with Brooke, and everything about her. BRooke loved him too, but she didn't know which guy was more important to her. And Nathan kinda felt bad for his brother, and for Brooke. She had a huge decision to make, and not everyone would be okay with it.
"I wish she would. Brooke deserves someone like Kyle. Lucas isn't the one for her."
Nathan cocked his eyebrow, "Yenno not too long ago you thought Lucas was the one for you."
"Yeaa, but i've been thinking and maybe Lucas isn't meant to be with someone in Tree Hill. Maybe he hasn't met her yet," Peyton shrugged.
"Could be, but we shouldn't talk about it with Brooke present," Nathan smirked, looking at Brooke. She looked asleep, but you could never know with her.
Peyton laughed, "Yeaa you're right. Sorry Brooke."
Then all of a sudden Brooke's hand started to move, her fingers moving stiffly. Nathan was the first to notice.
"Peyton," Nathna said in a hushed whisper, walking over to Peyton.
"What?"
"Look, Brooek's moving her hand," he said, pointing to Brooke. ANd just like that her whole right arm was moving every so often and her eyes started fluttering while Nathan and Peyton looked on in amazement.
"Brooke?" Peyton asked. Brooke's eyes opened and winced at the lighting. Her eyes were glazed over, taking in her surroundings.
"Where am I?" she asked, he voice hoarse.
"In the hospital. You got ran over by a car," Nathan said softly.
She nodded her head, keeeping her eyes closed, like she was trying to remember something.
"Where's Kyle?"
Peyton and Nathan looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
"Uhh he had to go out for a little bit," Nathan said.
"I need to talk to him .. he was here earlier .. said he did something bad ..."
"I'm sure he'll be here in a little bit Brooke. In the mean time we'll go get the doctor to check you out and let eveyrone else see you," Nathan said gently, motioning for Peyton to follow him. She patted Brooke's hand before leaving.
"So i guess we should come up with an excuse," Peyton said as soon as she closed the door.
"I know. But what do we tell her?"
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He craned his neck to get a better look at everything. So far everything seemed to get be in control. Less and less men were present on the other side, but there was no telling what else they had in store. ANd it looked like they had his answer. Just when Kyle thought things were calm, three men came from behind their car with what looked like a thick metal stick of some sort. He wasn't sure exactly what it was, but it couldn't have been good, he knew that much. They handed all three of them to a guy with a weird looking gun, and slid them into the weapon. Kyle took an extra hit at one of the guys and got him in the leg just as Manny had took the same guy in the chest. He was a goner. There were bodies sprawled across the Rivercourt, some moving around in pain, some not moving at all.
The guy with the weird gun pointed the gun straight at the car, and Kyle knew that it wasn't just an ordinary gun.
"KYLE GET IN THE CAR ! IT'S A BOMB !" Leo had yelled to him and aborted to the other car that the guards had come in. Now it all made sense. It was probably some sort of gun that would shoot the bomb and wherever it ended up at, that's where it destroyed everything. And Kyle wasn't about to be in the middle of it. He really had to haul ass since the car already started turning around, guys running towards it, climbing in.
Manny and Kyle just looked at each other before sprinting, trying to chase the car. He heard the gun shoot off and heard the bomb cutting through the air before going off. The impact was so strong Kyle flew in the air and collided with bare concrete, before quickly getting up and running again. The car kept on moving, and KYle and Manny kept on running. Manny was the first to reach the back of the car when the second bomb went off, hitting dead air. Kyle couldn't even breathe anymore, and he thought his heart was about to burst out of his chest, and he was sure he was bleeding, but he kept on hauling ass all the way. He knew the last bomb was about to go off. Finally he reached the bumped of the car and jumped on it, hanging on for dear life. Sure, the guy hadn't aimed for them completely, but there was a very big possibility he wouldn't miss this time. If his gun was strong enough, he could meet the bomb right in the middle of nowhere, and not even get anyone hurt. He cautiously aimed the gun at the bomb that was soaring through the air. Whne it collidid, boyy it collided. The noise was soo loud he wouldn't be surprised if it had woken up the whole town. But at least no one got hurt by it. He continued to hang on the back, watching for any stragglers. After about two minutes he decided to climb through the back and observe the damage.
First off there was alot more people in the SUV than he'd expected, and all of them were dressed in black and bullet proof vests. And they all were Italian of Latin of some sorts, which proved to be kinda funny. Everyone was breathing deeply and their foreheads glistening. Some had cuts in all sorts of places, and a couple even had little bullet grazes on their arms and legs.
"You alright Kyle?" Manny asked, sitting next to him taking off his gloves.
"Yeaa, yeaa i think i'm good," Kyle said, catching his breathe.
"So, how was your first shoot out?"
"Actually it was kinda fun," Kyle smirked, causing the whole car to laugh.
"Yeaa that's because you claimed like the best spot ever. We others had to squirm," Manny joked.
KYle shrugged, "Hey, i know that place better than all of you guys. It ain't my fault."
"Suree. Dengg man, you got a big cut on your forehead," Manny said, wincing as he stared at it.
"That bad?" Kyle said, touching his forehead before quickly pulling it backk from the sting.
"Yup, good thing we're going to the hospital. You can get it checked out then"
"Wait, why are we going to the hospital? Aren't people going to be suspicious?"
"Well they're not going to the hospital, you are. We're gonna head over to one about 30 minutes from here," Manny explained.
"Alright, then what happens?"
"You go back to your life. You did what you needed to do, you're free."
"Really?"
"YEaa, that's what you wanted right?"
"Yeaa, it is, just kinda weird," Kyle said quietly. After tonight he realized a certain fearlessness he had, something thta he never thought he had inside himself. It was a big accomplishment for him. He really felt bad for hurting people, but they were a threat to him and others so he did what he had to do.
"You won't miss it," Manny said, "Trust me."
"I'll take your word for it."
Now that the night was finally drawing to a close, he just wanted to get back to the hospital and see everybody.
"Here you go Kyle," Leo said, pulling up in front of the hospital.
"Alright. So will I see you guys before you leave?" Kyle asked, climbing out of the car.
"YEaa we'll stop by before we take off," Leo said, "Now it's off to getting a bullet removed from my foot."
"Good luck with that," Kyle laughed.
"Kyle catch !" Manny yelled from the trunk. Kyle caught a small duffel bag. Inside was a pair of jeans, K Swisses, and a hard black case. He looked up questioningly.
"The jeans and shoes are yours. Must've been kidna hard running in those," Manny said, pointing to his dress shoes, and slacks. He had took off his black shirt and was left in only a black undershirt, "Put the gun inside the case. We'll pick it up next time we see you."
"Alright thanks guys," Kyle said as they drove off. He hid his gun under his shirt as he waited for an elevator and quickly got in one alone. As soon as he pressed the 4th floor be whipped off his shoes and pants and begun to put on his jeans and slip on his shoes. The elevator door had opened as soon as he was stuffing the rest of his clothes in the duffel bag.
Nathan and Peyton were just sitting down while the others had rushed off happily to Brooke's room. Kyle knew that she had woken up. Peyton was grinning from ear to ear and Nathan was breathing a sigh of relief before looking around. Once he saw Kyle he tapped Peyton and motioned to follow him.
"Sorry I'm late," Kyle said lightly as Peyton jumped into his arms.
"Damn it's about time you got here !"
"I know, I was running kinda late."
"So, how'd everything go?" Nathna asked as they stood in the waiting room.
"As good as can be expected. I'll never see the Rivercourt the same way again," Kyle sighed and explained the story to Peyton and Nathan. By the time he was done both had their jaws hanging open.
"I can't believe you did that !" Peyton exclaimed.
"Well it was the only way. I'll pay for the damages."
"And you look beat up," Nathna said, pointing at the cut on his forehead, "Looks pretty deep man."
"Oh yeaa, it was from when i collided with the ground," Kyle dismissed.
"Well, Brooke's awake."
"I kinda figured that," Kyle smiled just he heard everyone leaving the room, noise of excitement and happiness making their way towards them.
"Shit Kyle ! Look at you !" Peyton said, standing up.
"What?"
"Okay well first of all you're still wearing your bullet vest and have a gun in your pocket !" Peyton said sarcastically. Noticing this Kyle tore off his vest and threw it to Nathan who caught it and stuffed it in his bag. Then he took his gun and stuck it in the back waitband of his jeans and covering it with his shirt since Nathna wouldn't catch it from him.
"KYle you're back !" Haley said.
"Yeaa i just got back actually. Good that Brooke's awake," Kyle smiled, playing along.
"The doctors just finished seeing her. You guys can go in if you want," Haley offered as everyone sat down.
"Woaa dude, what happened to your head?" Lucas asked, pointing at it.
"Oh this, just banged my head, wasn't looking where i was going," KYle laughed nervously.
"Might wanna get that checked out," Haley said.
"I will. No better place to be," Kyle said, heading towards the hallway with Nathan and Peyton following.
Haley and Lucas just looked at each other confused before sitting down and relaxing. Brooke was going to be okay and that was all that mattered.
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"Okay that was sooo close," Peyton chuckled as they made their way into Brooke's room.
"YEaa I almost got caught if Nathan would've just caught the damn gun."
"Whatever, there's no way in hell I would've caught a gun that you threw in the air to me," Nathan said, rolling his eyes.
"Just saying, it would've been easier."
"WEll not everybody goes out and fights in mob wars all the time."
"Trust me that's the last time. It was fun, but I don't think i'll be taking part in anything like that again."
"Good cause I nearly slapped Peyton because she was worrying so much," Nathan laughed.
"Dudee shut up !" Peyton said, slapping Nathan for the second time that night.
They entered the room to see Brooke's bed slightly up. She was looking out the window and seemed more awake and alert.
Nathan motioned for them to go in when Peyton stopped him and nodded towards Kyle, who looked on not paying attention to them.
"On second thoguht we'll give you two some time," PEyton said, grabbing Nathan and backing out of the room. KYle didn't really care all that much, in fact he wasn't even paying attention.
As he stepped into the room BRooke turned her focuse towards him. SHe looked tired, but not tired enough to light up at the sight of him.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey yourself," Brooke said, her voice still hoarse.
"How're you feeling?" KYle asked, pulling up a chair.
"Better now," Brooke said, reaching for his hand.
"What happened to your head?" Brooke asked, concern in her voice.
Kyle rolled his eyes at the amount of times people had asked him that question in the past 5 minutes.
"Nothing just wasn't looking where i was going," Kyle said.
"Looks pretty bad."
"It looks worser than it feels."
Brooke nodded, dismissing the whole thing. Instead the brunette had another thing on her mind. She had heard everything Kyle had said to her while she had been asleep, and she was more than happy, she was ecstatic, with only one problem. SHe knew he was hiding something, and she was guessing it wasn't good.
"Hey, I umm heard you when you said you made a mistake. What was it?"
Kyle's head snapped up at the mention of his conversation earlier with her earlier. Had she heard all the other stuff he said to her? She had heard the part about him making a bad decisions, and now she wanted to know about it. At this point Kyle had no idea what to tell her. He wasn't going to tell her the truth now, it was just too soon.
"Umm you know, i just made a bad decisions handling some stuff. That's why i was out, taking care of it," Kyle explained as lightly as he could.
Brooke nodded, deciding to look into it later.
"That's good. So everything okay now?"
Kyle smiled and nodded, "Yeaa everything's okay now."
And everything was okay. He had been in a shootout and survived it thankfully. And now he was here sitting with Brooke, there was nothing wrong with him at the moment. Sure, his head felt like it was being split open by the second, but besides that, he hadn't felt better in a long time.
"It took you long enough to fix everything," Brooke teased.
"Yeaa well i had to run a few errands."
"You must've screwed up big time then."
"Not screwed up, just being hasty and impulsive," Kyle siad defensively.
"Fine. You must've made an impulsive move to take you hours to fix it."
Kyle laughed, "Oh you have no idea."
"You know i heard everything you said right?" Brooke asked, looking at him.
"Everything?" Kyle winced.
"Yup. Actually i would've cried if i wasn't so drugged and asleep."
"Yeaa well, i didn't mean to make you cry."
"Did you mean it?"
"Which part?"
"All of it. Uncluding your self proclaimed promise," Brooke grinned.
"Yes i meant all of it. And yeaa, i meant every bit of that promise."
"Well, you might wanna get to work. Lucas has a track record for fighting for me, you think you can handle that?"
Kyle nodded, "Yeaa i'm pretty sure i can handle that. Plus, i actually love you, which makes it twice as hard for him."
"Why's that?"
"Because like i said before, no one will ever love you as much as I do."
"Well, looks like this is your chance to prove it," Brooke smirked. Before she knew it, Kyle had leaned out of his chair and pressed his lips against hers. Brooke was shocked at first, she never knew Kyle as the spontaneous type, but found herself responding to the kiss, despite her relationship with Lucas. She didn't want to be a cheater, but she found herself drawn to Kyle everytime she came in contact with him.
"That proof enough?" KYle asked, pulling away from her.
"It's getting there," Brooke laughed.
It seemed like the past couple of hours never happened. Like he hadn't been at the Rivercourt less than an hour ago, wiping gunpoweder off his pants. Being with Brooke made him forget even the most crucial moments of his life, that was how much power she had over him. But it seemed like he held the same amount over her too. Personally Kyle was never one to kiss another man's girl, but this wasn't just some random girl KYle wanted to hook up with. This was THE girl. And he would do whatever it takes to make her realize he was THE guy.
Touching the gun behind his back, Kyle knew his secret could wait.